I feel asleep late last night Crying like a newborn child Holding myself close Pretending my arms are yours I want no one but you. - Janet Jackson

You ought to be thankful for the little things
But little things are all you seem to give You're always putting off what we can do today
Soap opera says you've got one life to live Who's right, who's wrong?

Like a moth to a flame
Burned by the fire.
My love is blind
Can't you see my desire?

I don't know if I've ever felt like this before
But I'm sure that the way I feel, I don't want it to go
'Cuz I've cried my share of tears
And I've sang my share of blues
But to keep you over here, I'll do what I got to do